Archive for March, 2004

Stuff to talk about on this website

Tuesday, March 30th, 2004

- How badly School of Rock sucks
- Grünspan last Saturday
- Christian Rahn being made second official member of the maximum pornstar clique (me being the first one of course)
- This god awful remake of the wassup ads by some East German morons, which years later still kills me
- Useful Mozilla/Firefox/Thunderbird extensions
- maybe an album review [...]

The problem with being an IT-Geek

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

Most of my three readers are IT-geeks anyway, so I know plenty of people will agree with me on this one. It can be a royal pain when everybody comes to you for help with their computers. It all started at work this morning, when Janine told me that despite Hansenet supposedly having activated her [...]

Hart Attack

Monday, March 15th, 2004

What’s the only sensible thing to do after a pseudo breakdown like I had on Friday? That’s right, getting hammered. So I did just that, only I didn’t. After about three or four beer I got an evil case of the hiccups, which wouldn’t go away for more than two hours, until I finally gave [...]

Help!

Friday, March 12th, 2004

Somebody punch that woman. Hard.
Why can’t I just be not affected by this? I try so hard and I still fail. Cordelia, I apologise in advance for the email you’ll be getting soonish :/

The Butterfly Effect

Thursday, March 4th, 2004

Woah. I just watched The Butterfly Effect and it’s pretty good. It’s a sci-fi thriller sort of thing. Ashton Kutcher plays this character who used to have blackouts and not remember what happened moments ago and finds a way to fuck around with his brain to go back in time and change his past - [...]

Sydney

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2004

Just a quick update. I have my Zwischenprüfung tomorrow, which means my apprenticeship is halfway finished, so now we have this exam to see which areas need to be worked on especially hard if we want to finish this thing successfully. Zebrahead are supporting Reel Big Fish tonight at the Grünspan, which I really would [...]